Give the Arkworld a little Axis shock

Seeing that Narcissa's race changed from Flin to Sarkaz like W, Durin subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

"You actually changed a person's race, Mr. Chuanqiong, are you a god?!"

"I am only the Archbishop of the Axis Cult. Miss Durin, would you like to join our Cult and experience the glory of the goddess Aqua?"

The early morning sunlight shines through the window onto Chuanqiong, giving people a very sacred feeling.

Just like the God described in the Lateran doctrine, Dulin even felt an urge to kneel down.

Fortunately, W felt it was a bit too sunny and pulled the curtains in time, which allowed Du Lin to come back to his senses.

"Sorry, I have no intention of becoming religious at this point."

"Miss Dolin, are you really not going to consider this? Joining our Akusis Cult will not only give you free soap and shower gel, but also grant you a physique that is immune to oripathy."

"Mr. Chuanqiong, I think you'd better do some reading before you preach."

When Du Lin heard Chuan Qiong say that joining the Akusis Cult would protect him from Ore Sickness, he immediately rolled his eyes.

"Now that Narcissa's problem has been resolved, let's go out and have breakfast. I've been busy all night and I feel like my stomach is starting to protest."

The hotel does not provide breakfast, but there is a restaurant below the hotel.

After arriving at the restaurant, they had just sat down when a familiar figure appeared in front of them.

"It's that liar from that day!"

Chapter 57 Racial Discrimination

The city of Tremont is very big, and W originally thought that he might not be able to find the liar until he left.

But I didn't expect to meet him just by going out for breakfast.

Seeing that the other person was dressed as a waiter, W immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"What's that Inès thing called? Easy money, easy money."

"You can't find any place after wearing iron shoes, but it takes no effort at all?"

"That's right! Today I must teach this little liar a lesson and let her understand what a real Sarkaz is!"

Before W could stand up, other customers in the store had already completed what she wanted to do.

Hongdou was happily serving food to the guests, but one of the guests saw the horns on her head and recognized her as a Sarkaz.

He immediately poured the drink on her head as if playfully.

"Hey, hey, hey, boss, what's going on? Why are there demons in the restaurant?"

"That's right. After all, your restaurant is a famous one in the local area. I didn't expect that you would hire a demon guy as a waiter."

"I really don't know what he's thinking. What if the demon guy is infected?"

Although W and Hongdou had a grudge, he still stood up unhappily when he saw those thugs teasing Hongdou like a fool.

"Hey, you bastards over there, bullying a kid is nothing, come and fight me if you have the guts!"

"It's you!"

After returning home yesterday afternoon, Anko realized that she had forgotten to pay because she was shocked by hearing the truth about Kazdel.

I was originally thinking of going to a chicken shop after work to see if I could find him.

Unexpectedly, I ran into him by chance in the store where I worked.

"I'm so sorry about what happened yesterday. I was a little shocked after hearing what happened to Kazdel, so I forgot to pay. I'll give it to you later."

"We'll talk about your business later. Now I have to teach these bastards a lesson."

"Are you also a Sarkaz?"

W was a little different from ordinary Sarkaz, and the thugs who were causing trouble didn't recognize her race.

But when they stood up to speak for the Sarkaz in public, the only person they could think of was the Sarkaz.

"Really? Is this Columbia or Kazdel? Why are there so many Sarkaz?"

"Yes, it feels like the air has become turbid."

"The reason why there are so many patients with oripathy in Colombia is because of these damn Sarkaz, right?"

I looked over at W's side. Besides W, there was only a thin-looking boy and two children who were over one meter tall.

On their side were three strong men.

Although it is rumored that the physical fitness of the Sarkaz is much higher than that of other races, can one person really take down the three of them?

Picking up the bottle of wine on the table, the leading Liberi immediately rushed towards W.

"Don't be so arrogant, Sarkaz!"

The three of them looked like thugs who often got into fights. If they were ordinary people, they would have been beaten up.

But W is a mercenary who survived the battlefield of Kazdel.

He grabbed the bottle that the gangster threw at him with one hand and hit him directly in the nose with his other hand.

"Ah~!!"

As the most vulnerable part of the human body, the gangster screamed immediately after being hit hard by W's punch on the nose.

Seeing this, the other two also picked up tables and chairs as weapons and rushed towards W.

However, even if the three of them attacked together, they were still no match for W.

Even without the Originium Bomb, W easily knocked down the three thugs.

"Tsk, is this all you have? The four or five-year-old kids over there are better than you. What's that word called... Oh, right, polio. Your hands and feet are so uncoordinated, could you be suffering from polio?"

W's little mouth was as sweet as ever.

After teaching the three people a lesson, he started spraying venom unscrupulously.

However, it is not known whether they have lived in a peaceful country for too long or they simply have no brains. Although they were stepped on the ground by W, the three thugs still did not show any fear. Instead, they threatened W.

"Humph, it's just a Sarkaz, don't be so arrogant!"

"I advise you to let us go immediately and kowtow to us and confess your guilt, otherwise don't blame us for being rude later!"

"Oh? How are you going to be rude to us?"

I've already pinned you to the ground, yet you still dare to be so arrogant.

W had some suspicions that their parents accidentally threw away the baby when they were born and raised the placenta.

"Ms. W, they're right. Colombian police are generally biased against Sarkaz. No matter what the cause is, as long as Sarkaz are involved, they will definitely arrest them immediately."

Seeing that W was about to teach those three guys a lesson again, Hongdou quickly grabbed her arm.

"Even if they find a powerful lawyer who can distort the facts and shift all the blame onto us, we might be sentenced. We should leave now before the police arrive."

"Humph, it's too late now. We are the police. We have just called for reinforcements. Girl, you are dead!"

As the gangster finished speaking, the sound of a police car was heard outside.

Looking at the dozen or so police cars that had blocked the breakfast shop tightly, W spat in dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, this is Columbia, it feels worse than Kazdel."

"Ahhh, why would something like this happen just for breakfast?"

Du Lin already regretted accepting Warfarin's request to help take care of the two of them.

Seeing W reaching for her waist, Du Lin instantly guessed her intention and hurriedly hugged her other arm.

"Ms. W, please don't say anything for a moment. Leave the matter to me. As a member of the Durin tribe, I have diplomatic immunity."

The Kingdom of Dulin rarely communicates with the outside world, so every Dulin who comes to the surface can be said to be a diplomatic embassy of the Dulin people.

Although Colombia has always been very strong on foreign affairs, it does not dare to overstep its bounds when faced with some issues of principle.

As long as she showed her identity as a diplomat of the Durin tribe, the police would not dare to act recklessly.

However, before she could convince W, Chuan Qiong had already walked out of the restaurant and came to the front of those Colombians.

"!!!"

Chapter 58 I Have a Dream

The hotel chosen by Warfarin is not far from the News Building in Tremont.

After discovering dozens of police cars were dispatched together, the news workers immediately smelled news and all ran down.

When Chuanqiong saw those journalists, he knew that basically nothing would happen this time.

After walking out of the restaurant and coming in front of the police and reporters, Chuan Qiong immediately cast a magic spell to increase his voice.

"Good morning, dear reporters and police officers."

After seeing Chuan Qiong, the reporters immediately realized what he was going to do and immediately pointed all their cameras at him.

In fact, not only reporters, but also the police were aware of Chuan Qiong's plan.

If it were normal times, they would definitely step forward and pin the other person down.

But now they are surrounded by reporters. If they really do this, not only will they lose their jobs, but their immediate bosses will probably also pack up and leave.

Looking at Chuan Qiong who was preparing to give a speech, they could only take out the loudspeaker and warn Chuan Qiong.

"Those in front, raise your hands and surrender immediately, or don't blame us for being rude!"

However, Chuan Qiong simply ignored the police's warning and began his speech.

"Seventy years ago, our great Colombian president proclaimed the Declaration of Independence, recognizing that all races are created equal."

"Today we gather on the land of Colombia. This solemn declaration shines like a beacon, bringing hope to the millions of Sarkaz who suffer in the fires of injustice that destroy their lives. Its arrival is like a joyous dawn, ending the long night that has bound the Sarkaz."

"However, seventy years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Sarkaz have not yet been freed."

"Seventy years later, the lives of the Sarkaz are still being oppressed under the shackles of apartheid and the chains of racial discrimination."

"Seventy years later, the Sarkaz still live on a destitute island in a sea of ​​abundance."

"Seventy years later, the Sarkaz remain languishing in the corners of Colombian society, finding themselves exiles in their homeland. We gather here today to bring this appalling situation to light!"

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: 'We hold these truths to be self-evident - that all men are created equal.'”

"I have a dream that one day, among the gray hills of the Sparr Waste, the sons of former oripaths and the sons of former nonhumans will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood."

“I have a dream that one day even Tremont, a place seldom visited by injustice and often plagued by oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.”

.......

"If Columbia is to be a great nation, this dream must come true. Let freedom ring from the prodigious peaks of Fortress Mountain City! Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of Iron City! Let freedom ring from the summit of the Allegheny Mountains of Santa Sophia!"

Trump has always scoffed at Martin Luther King's speeches.

After all, those automated cotton pickers belong on farms rather than in cities.

However, there is one thing that even Chuan Qiong has to admit, that is, his manuscript is indeed very well written.

Colombia's technological level is far superior to other countries, so the incidence of mineral sickness is also much higher than in other countries.

Although Colombia does not discriminate against people infected with oripathy on the surface, how could anyone not be afraid when faced with the horror of oripathy?

The status of those infected with Oripathy is even lower than that of the Sarkaz.

As Chuanqiong gave his speech, more and more people gathered at the scene. By the end of the speech, people from the whole street had gathered around.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

Seeing more and more people gathering at the scene, a policeman immediately asked the captain.

However, after looking at the scene of nearly a thousand people inside and outside the front, the team leader shook his head helplessly.

"Let's close the team."

"But... your informant is still inside. Given the current situation, if we withdraw our team, the other party might..."

"How about you go and rescue them?"

Glancing at the crowd, the policeman who had just spoken shuddered.